✝V. [recorded: a flat, businesslike tone]

[sightlessgod]

...Clare, it seems your rather vocal comrade has departed with your captain. I can no longer sense their yoki.

Only you and I again, I suppose.

[a sigh, then very softly:] Goodbye, Miria.

Comments

[recorded]

[sightlessgod]

I'm fine, thank you. An...acquaintance of mine has left the island, it seems. [a slight pause] But it is to her benefit. She never belonged in this place.

[recorded]

[sightlessgod]

Ah, I...suppose you're correct. But I'll be fine. I am used to this solitude.

There's no need to apologize.

[amongstheclouds]

[recorded, though his voice is very quiet]
Miria is...?

I'm sorry, Galatea.

[recorded]

[sightlessgod]

With any luck, she's returned to her mission.

I'm fine.

[nightwoe]

She's gone, too...?

[recorded]

[sightlessgod]

Yes. Just now.

She's strong. I'm sure she's fine.

[recorded]

[nightwoe]

...I guess so...

[recorded]

[sightlessgod]

...She wouldn't want you to be upset.

[speedintraining]

They really weren't kidding when they said a lot of people disappear, huh?

[sightlessgod]

Unfortunately, no. It's unfortunately commonplace here.

[speedintraining]

Well someone should find them.

all her stuff is [recorded] btw

[sightlessgod]

It isn't quite that simple, I'm afraid. For instance, my comrades have disappeared entirely. I can no longer sense their auras on this island.

[recorded forever]

[savedthehead]

[there is a little bit of a pause, and then]

There was much Miria and Helen needed to do back in our world.

[ditto]

[sightlessgod]

Yes. With any luck, you may also return soon.

[savedthehead]

Yourself as well.

[sightlessgod]

Hah...I sometimes have my doubts.